. His boss obviously did not agree with Charlotte's conservative view. Chairman Zena winked at Karthas, then stood up immediately to defend the idea that the decisive battle should be launched immediately.

"The Arctic Port is not called a 'strong city'." Karthas used the tip of his magic wand to knock on the Arctic Port on the map, and a trace of disdain was revealed in his words. "According to my close observation last night and Feili, the city wall near the sea of ​​Arctic Port almost completely collapsed in battle, and most of the other fortifications were damaged in previous battles, destruction and last night's magic explosion, and could not be repaired in a short time. Although there is a small river in the south of the city that can be used, the river has not yet been thawed, and it is only seven or eight feet wide. Even if they are willing to use manpower or explosives to chisel ice, they cannot have any impact on the siege troops!"

"More importantly," the female professor smiled reservedly, took out a charcoal pen and drew a circle around the Arctic Port. "In the attack last night, although the two magic goddesses' voters failed to cause major damage to the Elf Army, they successfully turned the range of about ten miles near the Arctic Port into a disordered area of ​​magic nets. At least for a month, this area cannot use magic normally! The magic troops, which have an absolute advantage in the elves, have become completely useless. Even the flying ships they had just transferred to the shore were lying on the ground and unable to move. Isn't this a god-given opportunity for our army, which lacks combat mages? At least I can't see any reason to retreat!"

When talking about what happened last night, everyone here had a little abnormal expression. The Daxian, who was stunned by shame and anger, attacked him in a tricky manner, but he was defeated again by his negligence and carelessness. His only progress was probably that he did not bring more people to die together.

Almost as Karthas fled back to the barracks with Fili on his back, Queen Xinbu also snatched back the seriously injured Ilminster from the battlefield. At that time, Daxian's body was sprayed with blood, even revealing white bones. The new robe he had just changed into was burned, and his originally thin old face was swollen like a pig's head, and he didn't even know where his nose was.

Queen Xinbu was not much better, although her limbs were still intact. However, a flowing silver ended up in the shape of a charred antenna, her face and body were covered in blood and blood, and she kept vomiting blood due to severe internal injuries. She almost fell into a coma just after reaching the military camp. She had not woken up until now.

According to Kalsas, Ilminster Daxian and Queen Xinbu are both elected people of the goddess of magic, with extremely strong bodies and normal injuries cannot affect them much, but suicide or self-harm is another matter.

Ilminster failed to cast legendary spells twice in a short period of time, and also destroyed a large piece of magic net. Such a serious backlash effect is not easy to bear if the gods are incarnated. Not to mention Ilminster, who is generally a mortal, and Di Xinbu, who shared the damage for him. Even if he successfully recovered, he recovered.

Strictly speaking, the absence of these two people is mixed. Although the colonial coalition lost the only two good cards in terms of magic combat power, to some extent it also avoided the bad situation of bullish command. Chairman Zena did not expect that he could help these two great gods, and it would be thankful that they could not be completely undermined by them.

Therefore, Zena was really happy to see the serious injuries and coma of these two people, and even under the instigation of Karthas. She also secretly ordered the medical staff to cast more fatigue and sleeping techniques on the two seriously injured so that they could get a better rest...

Of course, this decisive battle must not be delayed until the two distinguished guests wake up.

"Charlotte, I know you are not timid, but consider it from a more cautious perspective." Chairman Zena was kind, but also looked at Charlotte's eyes firmly and said slowly, "But if we have concentrated all our forces here and still cannot defeat them. Then after being forced to disperse the forces across the coast like pepper sprinkled, there is no chance of winning. After all, we do not have a decent fleet, and the initiative in the war is in their hands. Do you prefer to command a raccoon army and fight defensive battles with the same number of opponents in Port Emon or elsewhere?"

Charlotte still felt a little hesitant. He had been a qualified guard captain in Port Emon for many years, but he was definitely not an excellent soldier. Therefore, the pursuit of stability by security officials was deeply rooted in his heart, and it was not something that could be changed in his half-baked military career in this period. Although he was not willing to rely solely on the small scattered forces to be passively beaten at various ports. But in the same way, without much confidence, he was not willing to throw out all the chips and put them into a siege battle that could lead to disastrous consequences.

However, he must make a decision immediately.

Fortunately, someone gave him the necessary tips from a higher level in time.

"Charlotte, although it is a good thing to be self-aware, it cannot regard the enemy as terrible. Otherwise, what's the point of fighting this battle?" Feili patted his shoulder and comforted him in a high-profile manner, but then added in a low voice, "What's more, even those who stay behind have the ability to win battles, how can we not do it?" His words clearly mean something.

Charlotte suddenly realized. Under the contrast of the good news in the rear, once the main forces on the front line of the Arctic Port chose to avoid war and retreat, Chairman Zena would not have much time to be impeached and stepped down. And those guys who have been labeled as "formerly Chairman's confidant" would never have any good results. There are so many local officials in the south who wrote good news that they were so good at flying in the sky. Although these people had opened up the six orifices when fighting, their level of dismantling the stage was absolutely first-class.

If you choose to fight here, you may be defeated, after all, there is a possibility of victory. But if you avoid the war or even retreat, even if you preserve your strength, your small group will definitely capsize under the siege of bureaucratic organizations and parliamentary representatives. From the perspective of personal interests, it is equivalent to being defeated unbeaten.

Throughout the ages, most officials have been painters. They do not hesitate to poach the walls when they are in office, but what they leave after leaving office is usually mess. In this situation, even if they do not hesitate to bear the stigma and preserve their strength, they will definitely hand over the entire legion to the opponents who impeached them to step down... They cannot be selfless! What's more, it also violates the common practices in the officialdom, right?

Therefore, you should do things according to the old rules.

Instead of letting others throw their chips into the water, it is better to throw them yourself. Even if you can't succeed, it's quite refreshing to leave a mess for your political opponents to clean up...

As an old fox who has been living in the officialdom for many years, Charlotte is not a stupid person at all, but his mind is completely dragged down by the battle situation. Once it is pointed out, he will naturally make the right choice.

"Sorry, I'm not thinking well. I strongly support the opinions on launching the General Attack on the Arctic Port. But in terms of implementation steps and specific tactics..."

Economics determine politics, politics determines military. This principle is the same as the same place.

***

A string of pleasant notes hung at the door of the tent came out. As the curtain was lifted up and lowered, it was decorated as if in the luxurious tent in the fluffy toy store, only two pretty figures were left. The two sat silently opposite each other, and the aroma of coffee was still wafting in the air.

"What? Are you not planning to show up with him now?" Zena asked in a daze while stirring the slightly cool coffee.

"Ahem, is it necessary to be so anxious?" Karthas, who was delivering the cup to his mouth, was choked. She took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth gracefully, then replied with a smile. "The battlefield is not a suitable place for communication. Besides, this little guy has no choice. He has to agree, and he has to agree if he doesn't agree!"

Zena's mouth curled up slightly, outlining a curve of smile. "Look at what you said, it sounds like a kidnapper blackmail. Are you a villain at the level of the Great Arcane or a bandit at the level of the God-Envoy?"

"What's this? It's obviously him who takes advantage of it! If he can get such a comfortable treatment after being kidnapped, I want to try it as a hostage!" Karthas said half-coquettishly and half-lazy. I have to admit that her tone was so beautiful and beautiful, with fatal temptation.

"To be honest, that bald little guy looks really cute, just like a doll. If I were a man, I might fall in love with that guy."

“…I think he should prefer women…”

"Puchi..." Karthas slipped and almost fell off the chair. She barely straightened her waist, slapped the table, her slender shoulders swayed, and the unrestrained laughter drifted outside. After a while, she stopped, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and shook her head.

"It doesn't matter how gender is. Anyway, this guy is as cute as a porcelain doll, which makes people want to bully him at first sight. Well, his girlfriend named Renee is also quite handsome, so I just took it all at once." The professor's eyes narrowed happily, and his cheeks were also blushed.

"I warn you, Renee is the daughter of my old friend, you are not allowed to make any decisions!" Zena pushed her eyes on her nose, raised her face and said seriously, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

"Then, it doesn't matter if you have any idea?" The female professor leaned against the female dark elf, and her fair arms wrapped around the other party's bright and shiny shoulders. Her red tongue gently licked her lips, and the corners of her red lips were slightly raised, as if she felt thirsty.

"It seems that Renee is a half-elves... I honestly tell you, is she your illegitimate daughter? Otherwise, why are you protecting her like this?"

"No..." Zena's face was flushed, like a ripe apple, and she stuttered, "Renee was what I watched grow up, I just didn't want her to bear too much pressure..."

"Well, so I want to keep her for my own enjoyment, right?" Karthas hugged her harder and smiled more like a blooming flower. "You're so deceitful, good things should be shared together! I can't help but see you guys being bullied together."

Two beauties with a bookish temperament hugged and flirted in a small space with the aroma of coffee. At first glance, the uninformed person really looked like the kind that is common in the girls' academy. Well, the pure lily love between senior sisters. But in fact, one of them was a super mature woman who was 500 years old, and the other was a super old monster who was about 3,000 years old.

"I'm already bullied..." The female dark elf retorted weakly, reached out and pinched the female professor's waist hard. If nothing unexpected happens, it would have been blue for many days. But Karthas just kept giggling.

"Haha, since that's the case, let the bullying come more violently!" She leaned into Zena's ear and said softly. Then she hugged her hurriedly, and her beautiful red lips fell heavily on the sexy and slender neck of the female dark elf...

"Urgent intelligence! Emergency intelligence! The enemy has been dispatched! The elves have left the Arctic Port and are rushing towards us!"

The curtain of the tent was suddenly squeezed open roughly, and Feili, who was panting, bumped into her head. The exquisite glass wind chime fell to the ground with a "click", and colorful fragments spread out and bounced to the two beauties who were entangled together.

Seeing the erotic scene in front of him, Feili was stunned. She hung her foot in the air for a long time, not knowing whether she should let it go. Just when he was both embarrassed and hesitant and didn't know what to do, Karthas stood up from Zena, who was still confused and confused, and gave him the answer with decisive actions.

"Order the entire army to enter the highest alert immediately and disperse all scouts. Be sure to grasp the enemy's movements at all times! Order the front-line troops into the trench, and all artillery soldiers are ready to shoot. In addition, ask everyone to gather at the General Staff, and we will arrive in a while!"

Because the person who gave the order was obviously wrong, Feili hesitated for a moment. He glanced at Chairman Zena on the ground and saw that the other party had no intention of objection. Although there was still a hint of suspicion in his eyes, he still regarded it as a default.

"As for your order, sir!" After a loud response, Feili saluted another military salute and added in a hurry, "Sorry, I'm disturbing you both! I will never talk nonsense about what happened today!"

Karthas watched him walk out of the camp and breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and was about to go to the dressing mirror to check her military uniform, but her eyes inadvertently swept across the colorful piles of candies on the table, and she couldn't help but feel depressed.
Chapter completed!